[No System] [Not Invincible] [Not a Power Fantasy]
When he woke up, he discovered he couldn't remember anything. His mind was a blank, and he couldn't recall a thing.
Fortunately, he still remembered his name. Beyond that, he had nothing.
The first person he met gave him the first useful piece of information: he was already dead.
Polar Day City, the demon race, cultivation, spiritual power, immortality, missions...
The rules of this world surged toward him like a tide, driving him ever onward.
One question remained in his heart:
If he was already dead, what meaning could anything in this world have?
If he didn't know how he had died, why should he live?
